At night, several bursts of coughing were heard in Ding Nanjing's mansion.
"Cough, cough, cough—" Ding Nanjing kept coughing on the bed, and blood had already come out of his handkerchief.
After coughing for a long time, Ding Nanjing finally stopped and lay down on the bed to rest.
He had not handled government affairs for a while, and most of them were handed over to Mao Dehui, Wen Juye, Peng Ziliang, Pang Xiang and others to handle together.
"Husband, are you okay?" Mrs. Mao immediately helped Ding Nanjing up and wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel.
From Ding Nanjing's expression, Mao could see the pain of his illness.
During this time, Ding Nanjing's condition became more serious.
Mao vaguely felt that her son's chance to ascend to the throne was coming, so she became extremely attentive during this period.
"Ahem... Madam, I'm so lucky to have met you." Ding Nanjing's head continued to sweat, while Mao was still wiping it carefully.
Ding Nanjing felt that his vision was blurry and he almost didn't have the strength to open his mouth.
"Madam... ask someone to come in. I'm dying... I want to announce my funeral arrangements..." Ding Nanjing knew that his life was like a candle in the wind, and was about to pass away.
He had two children and he had to do something for them at the last minute.
"Husband..." Mrs. Mao looked at Ding Nanjing with heartache, then her eyes changed, and she immediately showed the power of a mistress and let the people outside into the room.
When someone entered the room, countless scenes of his life flashed before Ding Nanjing's eyes.
From going to Xiangzhou alone, to unifying the nine counties of Xiangzhou, and finally to his illness worsening and his imminent death.
"My lord, my eldest son, General Mao and General Pang Daren are all here." Ding Nanjing's confidant Huang Canzhong shouted, and at the same time took out a pen and paper to take notes.
Ding Nanjing's consciousness was fuzzy at the moment, but he still thought of the remaining two people: "Where are Juye and Ziliang?"
Huang Canzhong glanced at the people around him before replying to Ding Nanjing, "Your Excellency, General Juye hasn't returned yet, and Lord Peng is still recuperating in Lingwu County."
"...Is that so..." Ding Nanjing forced himself to stand up as if he had a last breath of life, and waved to Ding Qichong to come to his side.
The eldest son Ding Qicong glanced at his mother and uncle, and after getting their permission, he sat on Ding Nanjing's bed.
Ding Nanjing held Ding Qicong's hand and gave his last words to his own son.
"Qicong... your father may not be able to make it. The position of Xiangzhou Governor... cough cough cough... will be yours from now on..."
"After you become the governor of Xiangzhou, you must balance the forces of various factions..."
"Ding Yunyi and I are both descendants of the royal family. He is your uncle. You can rely on him to resist Xiahou Jing..."
"Although Kang An and you don't have the same mother, he is still your brother. You must treat him well."
"He did a great job governing Yunmeng County during his time there... He's quite talented, and he always cares about you, his brother..."
“Cough cough cough… cough cough cough!”
Ding Nanjing felt that his body had reached the end of its strength and his strength was gradually disappearing.
"Shenzhong..." Ding Nanjing used all his weak strength to stretch out his hand in the direction of Huang Shenzhong.
"My lord, I'm here!" Huang Canzhong responded.
"Write this down... After I die... my eldest son Ding Qicong will succeed me, and he will be assisted by Mao Dehui, Pang Xiang... Wen Juye, and Peng Ziliang. My second son Ding Kangan will continue to serve as the governor of Yunmeng County... and he will also be united with Ding Yunyi..." Ding Nanjing's voice became softer and softer, and the last few words were so soft that they were almost inaudible.
He got stuck on the last word and his heart stopped beating before he could finish it.
"My Lord!"
"Father!"
"Husband!"
For a moment, cries were heard everywhere, and the life of the great hero Ding Nanjing came to an end.
Looking back on his life, it has been full of ups and downs.
If Emperor Chishun were still alive, Ding Nanjing might not have established his own regime, but instead governed Xiangzhou as a loyal minister.
It's a pity that Emperor Chishun died, and Ding Nanjing ushered in a chaotic era. He had no choice but to protect himself and play both sides in the situation where the three emperors were in power in order to keep Xiangzhou safe.
Even at the end, he was still trying to save Xiangzhou from the impending chaos and issued the last order.
Unfortunately, only the first half of this order can be implemented.
After Ding Nanjing's death, Mao Dehui immediately showed his fangs, approached Huang Canzhong and checked his records.
"Sir Huang, you should know what to write here, right?" Mao Dehui's tone was extremely cold, and he was intimidating without even getting angry.
"Brother, what you said is not right. Lord Huang has followed my husband for many years, how could he not understand things? Lord Huang, don't you agree?" After speaking to Mao Dehui, Mrs. Mao looked at Huang Canzhong again.
Pang Xiang, standing by, produced the "evidence" that Ding Kang'an was mobilizing troops to attempt a rebellion and handed it to Huang Canzhong: "Sir Huang, this is the intelligence I just gathered. Ding Kang'an seems dissatisfied with your arrangements and intends to rebel."
Huang Canzhong looked at the three people in front of him and knew that he had no other choice but to side with Mao Dehui: "I understand... I will carefully record Lord Ding's final orders."
Seeing that Huang Canzhong was so tactful, the three of them gave up trying to embarrass him.
"Ah? Lord Pang, why would my brother rebel?" Ding Qichong was shocked. He had met Ding Kangan before and they had a good relationship.
Logically speaking, Ding Kangan doesn't seem like the kind of person who would take the initiative to rebel.
"Hehehe... My lord, please take a look." Pang Xiang handed the evidence to Ding Qicong, many of the statements in it were exaggerated.
"Qicong, you still don't trust your uncle and Mr. Pang? They have already done all the investigations." Mao snatched the evidence and exchanged it with Pang Xiang.
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